"I will never trust him again."

Yun Yehuang held the palm of Yuyan Gummy, and it became tighter and tighter.

Mu Qingqian opened her eyes and looked at the top of the bed, "I won't allow myself to make the same mistake again."

When he said this, Yun Yehuang looked at her.

I never missed the firmness and determination that flashed in her eyes.

If she said something angry to him who was the Lord.

Then what she said about him as Yun Yehuang was just what she said in her heart.

The two identities, if received, are consistent.

In other words, this is what she thought.

If you are angry, it is actually okay.

When the anger in my heart fades, everything will return to its original state.

But serious and serious and unapologetically speaking is the most unacceptable.

"Qianqian, have you ever thought that a person with the status of the Lord is not a person who does not keep his word?

Perhaps there is another reason for this incident?"

"There is another reason? Why? Do you think it happened to be something happened last night?

Even if there is something wrong, can't you let the people under your command tell me in advance?

He is so busy that he doesn't even have time to say something?"

Yun Yehuang frowned slightly.

Mu Qingqian complained to himself: "Do you want to say that he may be dying?"

When did something wrong happen, but something happened when I was on the appointment?

Even if he is about to die, I won’t believe it!

Do you think that the day before yesterday, the people who were still alive would suddenly die?

What's more, that person is the god of Ziyue Kingdom.

If I say this, I don’t think I won’t believe it, but even the three-year-old kids on the street don’t believe it, right?”

Yun Yehuang listened to what she said, and unknowingly stopped the movements in his hand.

She said so serious and decisively.

She really doesn't believe him anymore.

No room for anything.

Actually, what she said is wrong?

Except for the few people around him who knew about the purification, the rest were not aware of it.

This matter is a secret.

Once it is spread, it will have a very big impact on his identity and what he wants to do.

Therefore, the confidentiality of this matter has always been very high.

"Yun Ye Emperor, what are you doing in your hand?" Mu Qingqian retracted his thoughts and looked straight at his fingertips with white ointment.

Yun Yehuang curled his lips and smiled, continuing his movements, "It's nothing, just pretend you didn't see it."

"Yuyan Paste! This is Yuyan Paste! You threw it away!"

"Don't throw it away!"

"If you don't throw it away, I will throw it away. Do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it."

Mu Qingqian widened his eyes, don’t believe it?

This guy actually said he didn't believe it?

"With your current physique, let alone throwing me away, it's a problem even if you get up.

I want to throw it away, but I’d better wait until you take care of your health before throwing it away.”

Mu Qingqian wished he could stare at Yun Yehuang to death.

"Yun Ye Emperor, are you arguing with me? Are you here to argue with me, right?"

"I won't argue with you, you can't argue with me."

Mu Qingqian: ""

She is seriously injured now, but she is about to die, so she can't even argue with him?

Mu Qingqian couldn't stand Yun Yehuang's forced application.

result

A box of jade-like cream covered her wounds of all sizes.

Just so, it's used up.

The wound on her body was much healed by the naked eye.

Mu Qingqian doesn’t hurt Yuyan cream at all.

but

Looking at the naked empty box, she felt very angry.
Chapter completed!